Reunion

I've been telling everyone that ever since my grandparents died the extended family ceased gathering together for reunion.
My mum's side is still fine, we gather together on the first day of new year. I'm closer to the cousins on that side too.

But okay that's really the sidenote.

I just wanted to type down what went through my mind during dinner tonight so I don't forget (or so I feel duly guilty if I do).

As we sat around the table with the pot trembling ever so slightly at the center, my dad led us in prayer. Suddenly I felt that I am really grateful to God that they are alive and that we were sitting together for dinner. I also thought of how... of how someday things will be different because they won't always be around.

And for the first time I felt sad at the thought, I used to say that I won't cry when they leave.
But from tonight onwards, I'm certain I will.